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Post by [x]Chris on Jul 1, 2006 12:40:35 GMT -5
Name: Chris
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Spieces: Vampire
Type: Cursed
Personality: He can be a very cold and uncaring man when he chooses to be. He has a short temper which makes others want to stay on his good side. He will stand up for himself if others constantly bother or insult him. He doesn't have to be in such a bad attitude but it really depends on how the other people makes it. He has a soft side to him which mostly has to do with kids. He can become feral and a real danger when someone wishes his close kept friends harm. He can be a loyal friend but that matters on how close they are to him. He shows respect to those who he thinks show they deserve it. He isn't afraid of getting into a fight or starting one for that matter. He understands girlss can be just as strong as any boys and respects those few for it. When he finds someone special to him he can be very sweet and loving. But beware sometimes he turns into a uncontrolabul(?) vampire that will do anything to get hold of blood.
Description: He has brown shagging hair that says some red with touched by light. He has two large fangs, but the left one has been chipped. He has green eyes that turns red with he's out of control. He mostly wheres baggy blue jeans and black and red shirts, he doesn't dress like some vampires. He really looks like he is normel, but when he smiles you can see his teeth and that is when you know he is a vampire.
History: He was once a normel human bean, but one day when he was 10 it all changed. he was playing with his BFF out side, playing a game called army. It was dark out and the full moon was out. It seemed like a perfect night to play out side, but they where all wrong. He was just about to take over his BFF's base when he heard him scream. He thought it was jsut for play so he laughed and wondered around searching for him. But when he couldn't find him he started getting worried.
He didn't tell his mom or dad so they didn't know he was wondering off into the grave yard they have not to far away. He wondered tot he grave yard where he heard his friend scream. he started laughing when he saw him standing, thinking he was jsut playing a prake on him. You got me, Spaz! I mean David.Chris laugh, but his grin turned to a frown when 5 minutes later he didn't return. He slowly walked up to David, with slow step, trembling under the bright moon. But when he placed his hand on his shoulder, he slowly turned. Two large holes in the side of his neck, his eyes as white as the fog.
At first Chris stood there in shock, but when David grabbed his hand and tighted the grip so hard he screamed in pain, sure waking him up. Chris fought to brake free but he wouldn't let go. Chris smacked David hard in the face letting his hand go. He quickly started to run out of the grave yard. Help me! VAMPIRE'S ARE AFTER ME! He screamed, but no one bothered to look, since they thought vampires where not real. He stumbled over the graves and tombs as he tired his best to get home, and fast. But two adult vampire had cornered him into the fence.
Chris closed his eyes as the vampires surronded him and slowly sank there teeth in his flesh. Next thing he knew was him laying in the grave yard, with two large teeth and a large craiving(?) for blood. He slwoly stood looking at see if the vampires where there. He slowly stumbled home, not knwoing that he had two holes in the side of his neck, with blood dripping down. He had gotten home and the first person he saw was his baby sister.
She screamed in horror as she saw the marks on his neck. Quickly his parents rushed in with a bat. They stared at Chris in horror and fear. They pushed, Bean, up stairs and his father held his bat tight. What happened, Chris? Are you alright? His father asked, his voice shaky and scared. But then everything went balck and the next thing Chris knew was that he had killed his parents. He stood there in horror of what he had just done. He quickly pushed opened the door and run before Bean called the police. From then on he has lived in the dark of the shadows and only met a few vampires.
Powers: He can control darkness but very little and he can turn invisable. (I hope that is aloud.
)
Talents: He can jump from building to building
Other:But the only one that he still cares about is his little sister, Bean.
RPG Example: (From a different site)
A regal male he was. But, he tended to be ruler o'er himself. Never did he rule over another dog. Unless that dog was being pregnant dogy of course. He didn't like to fight much. Unless it was nessicary, and most of the time it wasn't nessicary. But once again, if the dog was being pregnant dogy he would be a full blasting anger force. His moves were sly and cunning thanks to his mother. His attacks were rough and powerful thanks to his father. But, he did need some friends. It was kind of hard to become friends with Tyv though. And even harder to become his mate. He is a natural loner thanks to his father and mother. His father was a horrible horrible dad. He had given Tyv a notch in the ear for losing his sister,Ruse, in the woods. And He would have done more if it had not been for his slick moves. He would get his father back if it was the last thing he would do. His father would die in her bare fangs. His maw would clench the nape of his dear father.
He had always felt a hate for his father although his sister Ruse felt a dear love for him. She was a little snotty brat that followed Copper's every move. He had not seen his family since he was 3 months old. That was when they had all spent a night in the barn, the day he received the notch in his ear. He would vabnquish his father into thin air. The cool breeze that uplifted him signaled the timebeing that he was almost fully grown. It was autumn and soon it would be winter and then spring. The jouyous time of year when most dogs would run off lolly dolly and f**k around with their mates. But, Tyv had yet to meet a female. But even if he did he knew it would be worthless. He would only become her friend and they would be just that. Not that he wanted a lovey dovey relationship with anyway, it was just sad that he had become such a mysterious pup thanks to his father. His father hated him and always pushed him around. But he was literally a natural born loner. From the day he emerged from his mother womb he was off on his own.
When he was only 3 months old he had made his first succesful dinner by himself. A small mouse that had managed to get into the barn. His mom was always there for him, accepting his odd behaviors. His father must hate him for being such a loner but the day he saw Tyv's courage he knew there was a strength in him somewhere. And there was a strength in Tyv. Tyv was a big dog. His husky bloodlines clearly proved that. He was one of the biggest huskys on the street. Well, out of the husky's he's seen. He was already slightly larger than his father and slightly larger than his mother. He would probably grow about another inch then stop for he was already almost a year.
The days of his puppy life had whizzed past his eyes making him unsure of how he would deal in the real world as an adult. Once he could escape from the Mafia forever without getting hurt he would be a free loner. Maybe he could even escape from Cairoco. That is unless he made a good buddy. But, it would be hard. He rarely talked. In fact, he only talked when he thought it was nessicary to do so. And that was barely ever. Only when he figured the male or female wished to know his name and they would soon become good friends; then, he would say his name. He looked around him at the harsh autumn surroundings. Soon, he thought. Soon it would be winter and soon his thick husky fur would come in handy.
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Spieces: Vampire
Type: Cursed
Personality: He can be a very cold and uncaring man when he chooses to be. He has a short temper which makes others want to stay on his good side. He will stand up for himself if others constantly bother or insult him. He doesn't have to be in such a bad attitude but it really depends on how the other people makes it. He has a soft side to him which mostly has to do with kids. He can become feral and a real danger when someone wishes his close kept friends harm. He can be a loyal friend but that matters on how close they are to him. He shows respect to those who he thinks show they deserve it. He isn't afraid of getting into a fight or starting one for that matter. He understands girlss can be just as strong as any boys and respects those few for it. When he finds someone special to him he can be very sweet and loving. But beware sometimes he turns into a uncontrolabul(?) vampire that will do anything to get hold of blood.
Description: He has brown shagging hair that says some red with touched by light. He has two large fangs, but the left one has been chipped. He has green eyes that turns red with he's out of control. He mostly wheres baggy blue jeans and black and red shirts, he doesn't dress like some vampires. He really looks like he is normel, but when he smiles you can see his teeth and that is when you know he is a vampire.
History: He was once a normel human bean, but one day when he was 10 it all changed. he was playing with his BFF out side, playing a game called army. It was dark out and the full moon was out. It seemed like a perfect night to play out side, but they where all wrong. He was just about to take over his BFF's base when he heard him scream. He thought it was jsut for play so he laughed and wondered around searching for him. But when he couldn't find him he started getting worried.
He didn't tell his mom or dad so they didn't know he was wondering off into the grave yard they have not to far away. He wondered tot he grave yard where he heard his friend scream. he started laughing when he saw him standing, thinking he was jsut playing a prake on him. You got me, Spaz! I mean David.Chris laugh, but his grin turned to a frown when 5 minutes later he didn't return. He slowly walked up to David, with slow step, trembling under the bright moon. But when he placed his hand on his shoulder, he slowly turned. Two large holes in the side of his neck, his eyes as white as the fog.
At first Chris stood there in shock, but when David grabbed his hand and tighted the grip so hard he screamed in pain, sure waking him up. Chris fought to brake free but he wouldn't let go. Chris smacked David hard in the face letting his hand go. He quickly started to run out of the grave yard. Help me! VAMPIRE'S ARE AFTER ME! He screamed, but no one bothered to look, since they thought vampires where not real. He stumbled over the graves and tombs as he tired his best to get home, and fast. But two adult vampire had cornered him into the fence.
Chris closed his eyes as the vampires surronded him and slowly sank there teeth in his flesh. Next thing he knew was him laying in the grave yard, with two large teeth and a large craiving(?) for blood. He slwoly stood looking at see if the vampires where there. He slowly stumbled home, not knwoing that he had two holes in the side of his neck, with blood dripping down. He had gotten home and the first person he saw was his baby sister.
She screamed in horror as she saw the marks on his neck. Quickly his parents rushed in with a bat. They stared at Chris in horror and fear. They pushed, Bean, up stairs and his father held his bat tight. What happened, Chris? Are you alright? His father asked, his voice shaky and scared. But then everything went balck and the next thing Chris knew was that he had killed his parents. He stood there in horror of what he had just done. He quickly pushed opened the door and run before Bean called the police. From then on he has lived in the dark of the shadows and only met a few vampires.
Powers: He can control darkness but very little and he can turn invisable. (I hope that is aloud.
)Talents: He can jump from building to building
Other:But the only one that he still cares about is his little sister, Bean.
RPG Example: (From a different site)
A regal male he was. But, he tended to be ruler o'er himself. Never did he rule over another dog. Unless that dog was being pregnant dogy of course. He didn't like to fight much. Unless it was nessicary, and most of the time it wasn't nessicary. But once again, if the dog was being pregnant dogy he would be a full blasting anger force. His moves were sly and cunning thanks to his mother. His attacks were rough and powerful thanks to his father. But, he did need some friends. It was kind of hard to become friends with Tyv though. And even harder to become his mate. He is a natural loner thanks to his father and mother. His father was a horrible horrible dad. He had given Tyv a notch in the ear for losing his sister,Ruse, in the woods. And He would have done more if it had not been for his slick moves. He would get his father back if it was the last thing he would do. His father would die in her bare fangs. His maw would clench the nape of his dear father.
He had always felt a hate for his father although his sister Ruse felt a dear love for him. She was a little snotty brat that followed Copper's every move. He had not seen his family since he was 3 months old. That was when they had all spent a night in the barn, the day he received the notch in his ear. He would vabnquish his father into thin air. The cool breeze that uplifted him signaled the timebeing that he was almost fully grown. It was autumn and soon it would be winter and then spring. The jouyous time of year when most dogs would run off lolly dolly and f**k around with their mates. But, Tyv had yet to meet a female. But even if he did he knew it would be worthless. He would only become her friend and they would be just that. Not that he wanted a lovey dovey relationship with anyway, it was just sad that he had become such a mysterious pup thanks to his father. His father hated him and always pushed him around. But he was literally a natural born loner. From the day he emerged from his mother womb he was off on his own.
When he was only 3 months old he had made his first succesful dinner by himself. A small mouse that had managed to get into the barn. His mom was always there for him, accepting his odd behaviors. His father must hate him for being such a loner but the day he saw Tyv's courage he knew there was a strength in him somewhere. And there was a strength in Tyv. Tyv was a big dog. His husky bloodlines clearly proved that. He was one of the biggest huskys on the street. Well, out of the husky's he's seen. He was already slightly larger than his father and slightly larger than his mother. He would probably grow about another inch then stop for he was already almost a year.
The days of his puppy life had whizzed past his eyes making him unsure of how he would deal in the real world as an adult. Once he could escape from the Mafia forever without getting hurt he would be a free loner. Maybe he could even escape from Cairoco. That is unless he made a good buddy. But, it would be hard. He rarely talked. In fact, he only talked when he thought it was nessicary to do so. And that was barely ever. Only when he figured the male or female wished to know his name and they would soon become good friends; then, he would say his name. He looked around him at the harsh autumn surroundings. Soon, he thought. Soon it would be winter and soon his thick husky fur would come in handy.
